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Nostalgic
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The painting was yellowed with rounded edges. It was a masterpiece and it was lying in my hand. Wait, have I stolen it? I don't remember..


My heart was racing ,the hair at my back stood up and I could feel the fumes coming from my nose.
Yes !I feel guilt,anger and and most importantly shame but it wasn't intentional . Heartless jerks!!!How could they humiliate me like that?,Don't they have any sense of humanity left in them?


They might as well listen to my explanation.....

It has been 3 years since he left to accomplish his promise to me,we agreed to meet last weekend,just as I had feared he didn't show up and I got no news of him,,I tried to forget about him only to reminded by this painting .It has all our memories imbedded in it,I don't know how I got closer to it anyway but I just did and even stole it.Perhaps it fate playing games with me or he is lurking around,I just wants to ask him why?